The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1887-01-29

anu put llcll Ill HIS pOCk-
et Then he hesitated. On the wall
was a strongly-bound box. with a lid
which was fastened with a paddock. In
the lid was a slit into which orders were
dropped for the employees. Old Goujon
drew forth the notes, folded them in
convenient form, and thrust them into
the slit. He knew how to recover them
at the right time. It was none too
soon, for Riverin was accompanied, or
rather followed, by three officers, who,
at a word from him, laid hands upon
Jean Goujon.
"Ah, Monsieur JEAN" said Riverin,
rubbing his hands, tive have got you
this time for good; you are wanted for
the murder of Senior Diaz a little before
you tried to put me out of the world.
Madame Terratan, that charming old
lady whom you know, has revealed oil
that she knows about it and-gentlc.
men, right here, back of this furnace,
must be the spot where the proofs of
the crime are to be found.h
Without much difficulty the hiding
place in the rear of the furnace was
reached and the empty pocket-book
produced. 1t bore part of Senior Diaz's
name in gilt letters on the flap. The
rest of the flap wa missing.
"That dear old lady, Madame Tar
ratan.' said Rivcrin, ''has the rest of
the flap in safe keeping"
Jean was tried for the murder of
Ramon Diaz. He had confessed the
crime to Mother Tarratan and given
her the pocket-book to keep for him.
Then he had Quarreled with her and
snatched it out of her hands, leaving
part of the flap in her grasp. After
ward they had made up, and Jean had
told Mother Tarratan where he had de-
posted the book and the money. She
had remained faithful to him all during
his imprisonment, but when he came
out Of prison and, instead of returning
to his old friend, went to the establish
ment of a hated rival, Mother Tara
tan's wrath was reused. and she made
a conlidnnt of Rivorin, jeans dcadliest
foe.
Now. strange as it may appear, the
greatest affection existed between Jean
and his father, and but for this fact
Jean would never have been convicted
of the murder Of Senior Diaz.
ut is clear said the judge, "that
your father knew of your crimes"
what crimes9" asked Jean.
Don't question me, sir" replied the
judge; your father must have had his
suspicious aroused when he saw you
take his pruniAg-knife from his side"
81 did not take hts pruning-knife."
said Jean, i'll hot anger; II picked the
knife FROM the grass, and had no
thought CT"
Then he saw that he had fatally COM
mitted himself, and would say no more.
He was convicted and sentenced for
life. As he parted with his father he
said:
''You have the money safe?"
"Aye, that l have" was the answer
'Take good care Of it," Jean said,
'and when you receive a letter or a mes
sage, get the money and come where
the letter or message bids you. You
understand?'
II understand. How long first:?' the
old man said.
"That depends-certainly within the
was the answer.
Then the father and son separated.
Goujon, the elder, worked early and
late at his earth and manure and
plants. He had slowed his sons
money away in a safe place, and he
had no fear Of any one but his son get
ting it. Old Goujon lived in the rea
of a sausage shop on the Rue St. Maur,
and kept a big black dog in his room
all day. The dog sat at the window
and showed his misshapcn teeth at the
children who ventured near When he
was tired he went and lay down on an
old coat which his master flung on the
floor for him every morning and told
him to watch. In the lining of that
Did garment was Jean Goujon's money.
and no one would have q chance of
at it so long as life was left in
he dog. Months went by. At length
one evening in March, 1915, when Gou-
|on, the elder, came home, he saw a
scrap of paper lying on the floor, evil
lently having been thrust under the
loor. He took it up and read it. This
s what it contained:
An old friend wishes TO see you this evening
It nine 1T Tiguetonne's, Rue de Charonne, near
Rue Ste. Marguerite. Don't come empty.
landed.
Just before nine o'clock Goujon was
It Tiguetonnc's wine shop, and found ]